Dimensional Descent

Rotsan's shock reached an untold level. He was certain that he had done enough to block Leonel, whether that be his laser or the subsequent attack. But, he had somehow lost his arm.

That should have been impossible! His laser was a hidden measure and carried the impact of a Tier 9 expert, not to mention a speed that dwarfed even a Quasi Sixth Dimensional existence.

To make matters worse, his strike should have been more than enough to deal with a Tier 1 expert like Leonel who had only grasped the Four Seasons Realm. But, to his shock, not only was Leonel's Four Seasons Realm far more powerful than any Rotsan had ever come across before, but his Winter Artistic Conception was actually able to corrode his Force.

The result was the Force Rotsan prepared as a counter being rendered useless and his arm flying off as a result.

To Rotsan's horror, Leonel's assault didn't come to an end, nor did Noah take even a step back. Their oppressive auras rose in unison, burying Rotsan's own beneath their might.

Rotsan dove to the side, running from Leonel's blade and trying to slip Noah's in such a way that the two Princes would be forced to clash.

However, it was right at that moment that a new oppression descended.

Leonel's gaze was cold, the pale violet hues of his irises dancing with a darker and darker light.

He held out his silver dual bladed spear, the air around it trembling.

Leonel had had this spear in his possession for a very long time. But, he had never been able to use its Domain. Every attempt he made resulted in the spear fighting back, its disdain for him being almost palpable. However, things were different now.

A buzzing sound appeared from thin air, the spear continuing to tremble.

"Duality."

Leonel and Noah's speeds suddenly broke through a barrier. Realizing the change, Noah no longer hesitated, his body weight increasing explosively as a sheen of diamond coated his skin. His saber doubled in size as he swung down.

retreat again, but for some reason he found that

eyeball spun, a sudden realization hitting him. The percentage of his speed he lost was exactly how much Leonel and Noah gained,

calculations was something he had been doing all his life. He realized then

Rotsan throwing out everything he had to survive. But, the delicate instruments of his Radix Cube had been destroyed by Leonel right at the outset of the battle, leaving him with only

this from the very beginning, driving him into a corner from the start and ensuring that he never got to use his full strength as a

his lungs, to warn his brother and the others of what they might have to face,

…

Radix's veins popped along his forehead, the aura of a Sixth Dimensional existence threatening to shatter the space around him. The

"Head, I will go!"

if the Head could go, he already would have. Unfortunately, even though the junior starship seemed to be hovering just above the planet, the reality was that

"Go!" Avarone practically growled.

…

was beaten and bloodied, barely using the reserves of his strength to hold on. But, it was very quickly becoming apparent that

him, the youths of Earth watched on coldly, a pride blooming in their hearts as they watched their

they were

seemed to grow thicker while

saber doubled

but his attack speed was suddenly halved while Noah's accelerated even after seemingly already

I'll go all out with

body, causing his skin to quickly turned metallic, all sorts of hidden gadgets within his body piercing outside and coating him from head to toe. But, if

appeared to his back, his spear arching upward and taking with it Rotsan's other arm just as it rose up to block Noah's

becoming bronzed as he bit down toward

sheering metal resounded, Noah's saber getting

fluid oil falling out from him. Even nearing his